There`s tombstone in a snowy field Close by an old ghost town The epitaph`s been weather-blown away There`s a belltower where petitions peeled It`s been half torn down But it must have softened every soul that came to pray
There`s a schoolhouse full of broken glass And wounded walls The rusty swings like derelicts sleeping in the weeds There`s a picture-graduation class Staring down deserted halls "THE HOPE OF 44" is what it reads
It`s just as if some restless wind blew their dreams away far away It`s just as if those dreams had never been but oh- I feel their ghosts around me now- I hear them say They`ve come back home to dream those dreams again
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